Last night I went to a dance. I never had so much fun.
I danced with all the eligible men that were there, each of them one by one. I was captivated by their charms; as we danced they held me close in their arms.
I was overjoyed to see how they all admired me. I was as radiant and as beautiful as can be.
My friends on the sidelines were glancing as I was on the floor dancing and dancing.
I was a wallflower myself in the past. If I got picked at all it was always last.
That seemed like such a long time ago; while tonight, the wallflower I’d been, no one would ever know.
My admirers all adored me I could tell.
I was beautiful, and stunning, just like a southern bell.
As I danced with each of the guys, I joked with them lightly and looked at them with confidence in their eyes.
Where did I get this new confidence from? I felt like a teenager on her first prom.
Could it be because of the red silk dress I wore, that fit me very fine?
My curves were all in the right places and were all very well defined.
Suddenly as I was dancing, I heard a loud ringing sound in my ear.
The ringing was loud but it seemed that no one else was able to hear.
The ringing continued and just wouldn’t stop.
Finally I opened my eyes and reached for the clock.